Artifice

My Strange Addiction

A/N: This chapter contains gore.
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"We're going to mess around with our quirks."

"Yeah, 'cause me committing crimes will persuade UA to accept me." I said sarcastically, leaning against the sink. "Plus, I said I was going to go to sleep after my shower."

"Not if you don't get caught." Dabi teased. "I knew you'd say that. Here." He threw a dark green hoodie at me, along with a black face mask.

He completely ignored the grogginess that was so painfully obvious in my voice.

I put the hoodie over my head. "Fine, but I get to go first." I yawned.

"Whatever you want." Dabi smirked.

By the time we left, it was already dark outside. 

The street lamps flickered onto the cracked pavement. The entire vibe was creepy and kind of nerve-wracking. Even with that, neither of us really minded.

We entered an alleyway where two high-school juniors were setting trash on fire. They were obviously wasted.

3rd POV:

Izuku lifted his hand up and clenched his fist. Suddenly, the bulkiest of the two boys tensed up and fell to the floor.

The other looked at his friend in horror and disbelief. Midoriya swiped his arm, which sent both victims slamming into the wall. They were held there with their arms pinned uncomfortably above their heads.

Midoriya bit his thumb, allowing blood to trickle out. The blood formed a bow and arrow before dropping into Izuku's hands. He loaded the bow and pulled back on the arrow. He pointed it at the one on the right.

"Wanna split it? I feel like sharing today." Izuku said, still aiming the arrow at his victim.

"If you insist." Blue flames sparked in Dabi's hand. "Whoever makes them scream the loudest gets dinner on the loser."

"Deal." Izuku smiled at Dabi and let go of the arrow, allowing it to hit the guy in the thigh. Blood flowed down the victims calf, forming a small puddle under him. With the sight of the blood, Midoriya's eyes started to shine red. The poor high-schooler screamed in pain, which only excited Midoriya more. Midoriya drove the arrow in deeper, getting rewarded with an even louder scream.

Meanwhile, Dabi's guy was somehow screaming louder. Dabi was holding his flames against the guys hand. The heat melted his skin.

"Looks like I'm winning." Dabi boasted. "I want beef udon."

"Not a chance." Izuku dragged the arrow  slowly down the guys leg, earning a blood curdling scream. "Chicken curry, please."

Midoriya kneed his guy in the stomach. The kid spewed saliva and took choking breaths. At this point, the small puddle of blood became much larger. The boy struggles to keep his eyes open.

Izuku released the grip he had that pinned him against the wall. The guy's legs gave out from under him, and he went limp and collapsed onto the ground. Izuku had also released the bow and arrow form. He replaced it with a sickle and drove it into the guys neck. The kid screamed before Izuku slowly dragged the sickle across his neck, decapitating him. He pulled the blade away a bit too fast, and blood splattered across the exposed parts of his face and hand.

He clutched his chest and fell to his knees. His breathing started to become uneasy as he desperately tried to steady it. He sunk his nails deep into his thighs in an attempt to distract him from the headache that was starting. His chest started to tighten. He tried his hardest not to make any noise. He didn't want to look weak in front of Dabi for a third rime in the same night. It felt like the alley was spinning, and the ground might give out under him at any second.